Hat trick anyone?
I was riding the recumbent bike at the gym the other day when a woman in her mid-sixties sat down next to me. As she started to pedal, she looked over and asked me what my hat said. I glanced in the mirror and smiled as I realized it was a baseball cap from an old corporate client of mine — “old” as in back when I had my agency. I don’t wear this hat often and must have grabbed it by mistake as I hustled out the door to beat the morning gym rush. As I thought of my agency, I felt a bit nostalgic, but I told the woman the name of the client, and what the cap s aid. Then I followed up with, “I didn’t realize I was wearing this hat.” Now it was her turn to smile. She turned to me with a mischievous grin and said, “That’s life isn’t it? We never know which hat we’re wearing.” There were several gym rats within hearing distance and we all laughed. I heard an “Amen” from a woman on the treadmill. She had on a beanie hat. As I left the gym that day, I thought about all of the hats I’ve wo...